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Welcome! In /blog/, you can start threads about your very own personal life and all the fascinating stories that happened to you and everyone will care about it! Keep threads updated with all your thoughts, feels, stories and more!
Rules:
1. Don't break the global rules.
2. New threads must be about you or something that happened to you.
3. Please spoiler NSFW pictures in the OP.
4. Tripcodes are optional, but encouraged.
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JDIMSA
I had my shot, but I didn't do anything about it. She was basically waiting for me to make a move but fuck I got scared because I surely wasn't good enough, fuck!
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I raped my sister.
I raped my sister.
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my dick's hard, what should i do?
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Today I've received feedback
'Tis a good feeling :-)
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Keep getting expontaneous erections.
Oh god why does this have to happen to me.
Especially when I'm trying to sleep. Then I get shivers and if I jack it I still don't calm down.
What's wrong with my body?
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Today I downloaded Thunderbird. I ain't having any more shit from shitty webmails anymore, especially Terra's.
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I lost the ability to be scared of things when I was 13.
See, when I was younger I used to always want to kill myself, and kill other people, because they were lazy…stupid. They'd spew double standards and act proud about it. Even people I was supposed to believe were good, like my parents. One minute they'd be saying something interesting and the next they'd be saying something obviously unfair, mishandling the simplest situations. I didn't care if it was in my favor or against, it all made my blood boil that they'd be so fucking smug about being stupid pieces of shit and abusing what little irrelevant power they had.
But of course I knew I owed them. My dad worked and my mom took care of us kids, they'd be sad if I killed myself and I couldn't kill them. So I told myself I must be insane and that when I was 18 I would move out and get a job so I could pay to see a psychiatrist myself.
It wasn't until 13 that I was able to put my full understanding into words, and my parents and everyone were under the illusion that I'd magically become a LE SOOPER GENIUS overnight. Didn't matter though, people will defend to the death their obvious double standards and use all the scorn and guilt they possessed to silence me if I challenged them. When I dug myself out from under a lifetime of heaped-on guilt, they had no ammo, and they just stuck to sulky sarcasm until I stopped objecting to whatever they were doing, and went back to thinking they were righteous the next day. Everyone I talked to was the same. By this time I had forced myself down from the verge of suicide or homicidal rampages several times, but my instincts were growing more intense and frequent. I woke up one day with a sex drive and realized I couldn't afford it, so I completely suppressed it for about three years through sheer force of will so I could focus on not killing myself or anyone else. I guess most people associate suicidal tendencies with depression and apathy. Not me. I've always acted outwardly mild and never needed any companionship, but I've been on fire for as long as I can remember, suppressing my emotions, trying to improve, reading, thinking, trying to figure everything out, you know, the patterns behind things. I fought back numbness like I'd fight back stupidity or hypocrisy. I felt everything; I never got desensitized. Didn't allow myself to. I merely endured and built up my psychological stamina. Somewhere along the way I realized the pointlessness of things like fear, pride, and dignity. The only spice they ever add to life is at the expense of the people around you. Got rid of them. Realism is better. It wasn't automatic. It wasn't easy. It still happened. Nothing can scare me anymore…not the unknown, either. The hormonal surge is still there, naturally, a response to anything off or dangerous, raised heartrate, changes in vision processing. But my consciousness isn't perturbed by it, it's just another tool. I can react instantly and decisively and I can think everything through in the moment. A lot of people would mistake that for sociopathy; they percieve sociopaths as strong and competent because they're lacking something, and they justify their own shitty behavior and frailty, saying it's just part of what makes them human. I have everything they have, yet I am not weak. They're just as predictable as any sociopath. They're lost in endless Cluster B disorders. They make me sick and fuel my urge to kill. Not that I'll ever be in any danger of heeding it again. I already won. I was 15 when I realized psychology as a field is useless, jaded, pretentious; both modern and classical. So I just did it myself. I fixed what I could on my own just by thinking things through, in the natural course of understanding more about my environment. The rest I just repressed, which everyone says is so unhealthy. I guess the healthy thing to do would be to bare my soul to people who make me sick so they could act confused about it in a support group or something. Or I guess the healthy thing to do would be to stick an axe in their skulls and not repress myself. Like I say, psychology is stupid.
So that's my answer: nothing. I have no fears, not even the fear of nothingness itself like in Le Existential Bear Mene. Do I hate the idea that I will certainly die and long desperately for a way out? Of course. Am I afraid of ceasing to exist? No. Just sad.
I know, I know, post longer than five words and dealing with something not related to epick lulz and not encapsulated in at least three levels of irony. Sorry.
>Genuine sentiment on my /b/? *tips fedora*
But half of you still get super upset about screamers and feel the need to warn other anons, so don't try and act "hard" or whatever.
I lost the ability to be scared of things when I was 13.
See, when I was younger I used to always want to kill myself, and kill other people, because they were lazy…stupid. They'd spew double standards and act proud about it. Even people I was supposed to believe were good, like my parents. One minute they'd be saying something interesting and the next they'd be saying something obviously unfair, mishandling the simplest situations. I didn't care if it was in my favor or against, it all made my blood boil that they'd be so fucking smug about being stupid pieces of shit and abusing what little irrelevant power they had.
But of course I knew I owed them. My dad worked and my mom took care of us kids, they'd be sad if I killed myself and I couldn't kill them. So I told myself I must be insane and that when I was 18 I would move out and get a job so I could pay to see a psychiatrist myself.
It wasn't until 13 that I was able to put my full understanding into words, and my parents and everyone were under the illusion that I'd magically become a LE SOOPER GENIUS overnight. Didn't matter though, people will defend to the death their obvious double standards and use all the scorn and guilt they possessed to silence me if I challenged them. When I dug myself out from under a lifetime of heaped-on guilt, they had no ammo, and they just stuck to sulky sarcasm until I stopped objecting to whatever they were doing, and went back to thinking they were righteous the next day. Everyone I talked to was the same. By this time I had forced myself down from the verge of suicide or homicidal rampages several times, but my instincts were growing more intense and frequent. I woke up one day with a sex drive and realized I couldn't afford it, so I completely suppressed it for about three years through sheer force of will so I could focus on not killing myself or anyone else. I guess most people associate suicidal tendencies with depression and apathy. Not me. I've always acted outwardly mild and never needed any companionship, but I've been on fire for as long as I can remember, suppressing my emotions, trying to improve, reading, thinking, trying to figure everything out, you know, the patterns behind things. I fought back numbness like I'd fight back stupidity or hypocrisy. I felt everything; I never got desensitized. Didn't allow myself to. I merely endured and built up my psychological stamina. Somewhere along the way I realized the pointlessness of things like fear, pride, and dignity. The only spice they ever add to life is at the expense of the people around you. Got rid of them. Realism is better. It wasn't automatic. It wasn't easy. It still happened. Nothing can scare me anymore…not the unknown, either. The hormonal surge is still there, naturally, a response to anything off or dangerous, raised heartrate, changes in vision processing. But my consciousness isn't perturbed by it, it's just another tool. I can react instantly and decisively and I can think everything through in the moment. A lot of people would mistake that for sociopathy; they percieve sociopaths as strong and competent because they're lacking something, and they justify their own shitty behavior and frailty, saying it's just part of what makes them human. I have everything they have, yet I am not weak. They're just as predictable as any sociopath. They're lost in endless Cluster B disorders. They make me sick and fuel my urge to kill. Not that I'll ever be in any danger of heeding it again. I already won. I was 15 when I realized psychology as a field is useless, jaded, pretentious; both modern and classical. So I just did it myself. I fixed what I could on my own just by thinking things through, in the natural course of understanding more about my environment. The rest I just repressed, which everyone says is so unhealthy. I guess the healthy thing to do would be to bare my soul to people who make me sick so they could act confused about it in a support group or something. Or I guess the healthy thing to do would be to stick an axe in their skulls and not repress myself. Like I say, psychology is stupid.
So that's my answer: nothing. I have no fears, not even the fear of nothingness itself like in Le Existential Bear Mene. Do I hate the idea that I will certainly die and long desperately for a way out? Of course. Am I afraid of ceasing to exist? No. Just sad.
I know, I know, post longer than five words and dealing with something not related to epick lulz and not encapsulated in at least three levels of irony. Sorry.
>Genuine sentiment on my /b/? *tips fedora*
But half of you still get super upset about screamers and feel the need to warn other anons, so don't try and act "hard" or whatever.
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I'm sick of getting banned for the most pathetic reasons, I've been using the internet since 1995 on and off and every new community I try to get into outside of the chans is full of obnoxious rule faggotry and you have to walk around egg shells not to do something wrong. I just got banned from somebodies twitch for saying he needed an item and asked him previously if he had beaten the game and he said yes. It wasn't even a spoiler, it was just dumb ass bullshit.
I've been banned from halfchan for a lot of dumb stuff, mostly due to loli because some times the mods allow it and other times they change their minds. There was never any consistency. I've never posted CP or anything like that, only time I think I have been fairly banned is for posting hentai on /a/ but /h/ was so slow and has more obnoxious rules.
Hugboxes are fine and all until it turns into that shit, I hate the 4/v/ hug boxes though especially when it came down to console / mustard circlejerking but that's a rant for another day. This is why I liked /a/ so much until moot came along and fucked everything up, people would tell people to lurk more or fuck off rather than relying on stupid mods. I have my own board on here too, if I didnt make it somebody else would have but it was mostly because all the discussion on halfchan was terrible but if it ever gets big I want to be moderating as little as possible.
I want to go back to the wild west internet like on Napster when there were no mods but everybody has gone to mIRC.
Anyway nice board, I will try stick around.
I'm sick of getting banned for the most pathetic reasons, I've been using the internet since 1995 on and off and every new community I try to get into outside of the chans is full of obnoxious rule faggotry and you have to walk around egg shells not to do something wrong. I just got banned from somebodies twitch for saying he needed an item and asked him previously if he had beaten the game and he said yes. It wasn't even a spoiler, it was just dumb ass bullshit.
I've been banned from halfchan for a lot of dumb stuff, mostly due to loli because some times the mods allow it and other times they change their minds. There was never any consistency. I've never posted CP or anything like that, only time I think I have been fairly banned is for posting hentai on /a/ but /h/ was so slow and has more obnoxious rules.
Hugboxes are fine and all until it turns into that shit, I hate the 4/v/ hug boxes though especially when it came down to console / mustard circlejerking but that's a rant for another day. This is why I liked /a/ so much until moot came along and fucked everything up, people would tell people to lurk more or fuck off rather than relying on stupid mods. I have my own board on here too, if I didnt make it somebody else would have but it was mostly because all the discussion on halfchan was terrible but if it ever gets big I want to be moderating as little as possible.
I want to go back to the wild west internet like on Napster when there were no mods but everybody has gone to mIRC.
Anyway nice board, I will try stick around.
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This all has to be unironic.
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ayy lmao
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Elves
I don't mind being fucked as an fucking an elf. The insides of the elf is like tree bark. In effect, you're fucking a tree. So what stops you from going outside and fucking a tree? I'm talking about wood elves here by the way. To an extent, wood elves are just an extension of our dicks. Wood goes in wood, it is the natural order of life. Take for example pic related. As you can see, wood elves are just being sexual deviants, wanting to have your wood in their bark. Grinding around in it, you'll notice you feel pleasure, and at the same time your skin will be peeling off. No matter, the wood elf would heal you constantly. It is said that elf juices can cure cancer as well. I want me some wood elf pussy right now. Too bad they're not real, but that doesn't stop my imagination. I go out everyday to fuck trees around my neighbourhood at night. Feels fine man, and I've already mounted so much semen the area is starting to smell. You should fuck trees in your neighbourhood as well. You'll have a fun experience.
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wew
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how do you stop thinking about her?
how do you stop thinking about her?
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APPROXIMATELY TWENTY MINUTES AGO I DECIDED TO VENTURE OUTSIDE, TO BUY CIGARETTES —“BENSON & HEDGES 100’s”— AT THE “CONVENIENCE STORE”.
IT IS DAYTIME, I HAD NO CIGARETTES LEFT, AND I DID NOT WANT TO WAIT UNTIL NIGHTTIME TO VENTURE OUTSIDE TO BUY CIGARETTES AT THE “CONVENIENCE STORE”, SO I DECIDED TO RUN.
I RAN FROM THE APARTMENT IN WHICH I LIVE, TO THE “CONVENIENCE STORE”, WHICH IS LOCATED APPROXIMATELY TWO BLOCKS FROM WHERE I LIVE.
THERE WERE FEW PERSONS OUTSIDE, AND I FELT SLIGHTLY RELIEVED, BUT I STILL RAN; I RAN BACK TO THE APARTMENT IN WHICH LIVE ALSO; THE ENTIRE TRIP LASTED FOUR MINUTES.
I LIKE TO RUN, I HAVE ALWAYS LIKED TO RUN, BUT I HAVE “FLAT FEET”, SO MY FEET GET TIRED RELATIVELY FAST, BUT I CAN RUN FASTER IF I RUN ON TIPTOES.
IF I COULD CHOOSE A “SUPERPOWER” I WOULD CHOOSE “TELEKINESIS”; ONE COULD VIRTUALLY CONQUER THE WORLD WITH “TELEKINESIS”.
I CAN RUN FASTER THAN MANY PERSONS WITH SIMILAR BUILD, AND PHYSICAL CONDITION AS ME; I HAVE ALWAYS HAD RELATIVELY STRONG LEGS; STRONG LEGS MUSCLES.
APPROXIMATELY TWENTY MINUTES AGO I DECIDED TO VENTURE OUTSIDE, TO BUY CIGARETTES —“BENSON & HEDGES 100’s”— AT THE “CONVENIENCE STORE”.
IT IS DAYTIME, I HAD NO CIGARETTES LEFT, AND I DID NOT WANT TO WAIT UNTIL NIGHTTIME TO VENTURE OUTSIDE TO BUY CIGARETTES AT THE “CONVENIENCE STORE”, SO I DECIDED TO RUN.
I RAN FROM THE APARTMENT IN WHICH I LIVE, TO THE “CONVENIENCE STORE”, WHICH IS LOCATED APPROXIMATELY TWO BLOCKS FROM WHERE I LIVE.
THERE WERE FEW PERSONS OUTSIDE, AND I FELT SLIGHTLY RELIEVED, BUT I STILL RAN; I RAN BACK TO THE APARTMENT IN WHICH LIVE ALSO; THE ENTIRE TRIP LASTED FOUR MINUTES.
I LIKE TO RUN, I HAVE ALWAYS LIKED TO RUN, BUT I HAVE “FLAT FEET”, SO MY FEET GET TIRED RELATIVELY FAST, BUT I CAN RUN FASTER IF I RUN ON TIPTOES.
IF I COULD CHOOSE A “SUPERPOWER” I WOULD CHOOSE “TELEKINESIS”; ONE COULD VIRTUALLY CONQUER THE WORLD WITH “TELEKINESIS”.
I CAN RUN FASTER THAN MANY PERSONS WITH SIMILAR BUILD, AND PHYSICAL CONDITION AS ME; I HAVE ALWAYS HAD RELATIVELY STRONG LEGS; STRONG LEGS MUSCLES.
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>on the internet
>on every website
>i do it for fun
>i do not take it very seriously
>i do it because it's the only passion i have ever had in my entire life
>i shitpost in threads weather i like them or not
>i shitpost while watching chinese cartoons about little girls
>i will never have a legitimate opinion
>i will never stop shitposting
>i will never care about the communities i ruin
>i will never bother to make constructive posts
>i will never have a life
>i will never have it any other way
There is literally nothing wrong with shitposting
>i'm a shitposter>on the internet
>on every website
>i do it for fun
>i do not take it very seriously
>i do it because it's the only passion i have ever had in my entire life
>i shitpost in threads weather i like them or not
>i shitpost while watching chinese cartoons about little girls
>i will never have a legitimate opinion
>i will never stop shitposting
>i will never care about the communities i ruin
>i will never bother to make constructive posts
>i will never have a life
>i will never have it any other way
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Hi. I just wanted to double confirm if I'm crazy or something.
>I've been on Omegle for less than a week and learned more about different cultures and things about different than I did when I was in secondary school.
blog
Redirected this post from /b/ since I'm a lazy fagget and didn't bother to check out the sub categories out.Hi. I just wanted to double confirm if I'm crazy or something.
>I've been on Omegle for less than a week and learned more about different cultures and things about different than I did when I was in secondary school.
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So, yesterday I came from my aunt's house. She's kind of poor, sadly, but that's okay.
What's not okay is that their house is crumbling, and they get very little money from welfare, enough to just subsist, yet they're ultra-fanatical voters of the current government.
It's incredible how much a few bucks have come to indoctrinating them, it's like a cult.
They give them some "love" just so they vote for them, but they don't really help them improve their quality of life: they still live in almost squalor, with rooms barely big enough to stand in, and the bathroom is crumbling.
Another thing they don't do is fix their house. They just don't care.
Thing is, we came to my woman cousin's sweet 15 party. She didn't even want one at the beginning of the year, but a few of her friends did one and she decided she'd follow the bandwagon. She's very influentiable, and I don't like it!
There's also the fact that her mother brainwashed her into not even recognizing her grandmother (which would be the sister of my grandfather – yes, my aunt and uncle are cousins!) during the party, even if she was standing right there.
Thing is, she also glorifies my sister, which smokes and drinks and smokes weed, which is also not good. I don't see a bright future for this girl!!!
And then there's my other woman-cousin. She's all day around fucking and standing right next to her boyfriend, which is 16 and smokes (occasionally, admittedly) and drinks while barely studying.
And it's incredible, but most of the party, my 15-year-old woman-cousin's friends were at the front smoking like fuckers. Constantly. And they're 15-16 years old too. They're bad influences!!
Then there's my man-cousin, who barely speaks and could be said to be a nerd, as he rejects sports and spends most of his day on the computer (not that there's anything wrong with it, as I also do so, but life requires balance). He watches youtubers! Like PewDiePie and those people who play minecraft for him. I fear for his grades, and I fear for his health.
Now, with my people we came to help organize the party and so, but it is really annoying that, while we came to help, for free, my cousins decided to not do shit and not help. I had to force my man-cousin to help me inflate balloons! And the eldest woman-cousin came, went with us to get some breakfast (ice-cream) and then went directly back to her home! Not even making as if she had helped a little bit! She came and took our money (in the ice cream) and went with her boyfriend to fuck yet again!
And my aunt is pregnant! again! Of course, it makes sense since the welfare is per children, but it still won't be enough to see her to adulthood (it's a she) without my uncle working more. And work isn't really plentiful around there! And it's the fifth fucking children she has!!! FIVE!!!
Thankfully, they live so far away that I can live the rest of my life without seeing them again – except for the dreaded Christmas time…
So, yesterday I came from my aunt's house. She's kind of poor, sadly, but that's okay.
What's not okay is that their house is crumbling, and they get very little money from welfare, enough to just subsist, yet they're ultra-fanatical voters of the current government.
It's incredible how much a few bucks have come to indoctrinating them, it's like a cult.
They give them some "love" just so they vote for them, but they don't really help them improve their quality of life: they still live in almost squalor, with rooms barely big enough to stand in, and the bathroom is crumbling.
Another thing they don't do is fix their house. They just don't care.
Thing is, we came to my woman cousin's sweet 15 party. She didn't even want one at the beginning of the year, but a few of her friends did one and she decided she'd follow the bandwagon. She's very influentiable, and I don't like it!
There's also the fact that her mother brainwashed her into not even recognizing her grandmother (which would be the sister of my grandfather – yes, my aunt and uncle are cousins!) during the party, even if she was standing right there.
Thing is, she also glorifies my sister, which smokes and drinks and smokes weed, which is also not good. I don't see a bright future for this girl!!!
And then there's my other woman-cousin. She's all day around fucking and standing right next to her boyfriend, which is 16 and smokes (occasionally, admittedly) and drinks while barely studying.
And it's incredible, but most of the party, my 15-year-old woman-cousin's friends were at the front smoking like fuckers. Constantly. And they're 15-16 years old too. They're bad influences!!
Then there's my man-cousin, who barely speaks and could be said to be a nerd, as he rejects sports and spends most of his day on the computer (not that there's anything wrong with it, as I also do so, but life requires balance). He watches youtubers! Like PewDiePie and those people who play minecraft for him. I fear for his grades, and I fear for his health.
Now, with my people we came to help organize the party and so, but it is really annoying that, while we came to help, for free, my cousins decided to not do shit and not help. I had to force my man-cousin to help me inflate balloons! And the eldest woman-cousin came, went with us to get some breakfast (ice-cream) and then went directly back to her home! Not even making as if she had helped a little bit! She came and took our money (in the ice cream) and went with her boyfriend to fuck yet again!
And my aunt is pregnant! again! Of course, it makes sense since the welfare is per children, but it still won't be enough to see her to adulthood (it's a she) without my uncle working more. And work isn't really plentiful around there! And it's the fifth fucking children she has!!! FIVE!!!
Thankfully, they live so far away that I can live the rest of my life without seeing them again – except for the dreaded Christmas time…
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I've had the same sexual fantasy of being a woman since I hit puberty. My digit ratios are feminine. My face, though ugly, is feminine. My hips are too wide. My ass is too round. I'm always tired and weak, indicators of low testosterone. I've always liked cute shit more than a man should. All things considered, I'm probably fated to be transexual. But the rest of me, especially the personality, is too male to be compatible with that. That gives me some emotional well being. I don't like or want to do or be anything girly asides from the sex. But the sex is the only thing that really turns me on anymore, no matter how long I avoid fapping.
I've even started jerking off to man on bitch bestiality (#2 fetish) because "at least you're not encouraging yourself to be a fucking tranny".
it's not my fault. it's someone elses. a stressed mother, some toxic plastic, some fertilizer in the water. but it's still a permanent blight on my body and brain.
I don't want to be a tranny. I want to be a normal person, not an objectively inferior degenerate that mocks both sexes with its disrupted and retarded sexual, emotional, and intellectual development.
And to make all that worse I'm fucking autistic
Between hiding in a cabin and fucking a dog whenever those horrible thoughts come in and suicide, suicide is looking more attractive every day. I know some other tranny that wasn't masculinized as much as me will say "just accept urself lol" if they read this, but I genuinely do not enjoy everyday life as a woman. I am not a woman. I am a man trapped in a feminized man's body. Being a woman (i've tried to trap it up for a week, I really have, and I actually passed) disgusts me as much as having a vagina would disgust a normal person. And I do not have a womanly personality. It's just the fucking sex and these stupid wide fucking hips that say "hey, your little fetal self didn't get enough testosterone, lol, inferior specimen kill yourself".
I've had the same sexual fantasy of being a woman since I hit puberty. My digit ratios are feminine. My face, though ugly, is feminine. My hips are too wide. My ass is too round. I'm always tired and weak, indicators of low testosterone. I've always liked cute shit more than a man should. All things considered, I'm probably fated to be transexual. But the rest of me, especially the personality, is too male to be compatible with that. That gives me some emotional well being. I don't like or want to do or be anything girly asides from the sex. But the sex is the only thing that really turns me on anymore, no matter how long I avoid fapping.
I've even started jerking off to man on bitch bestiality (#2 fetish) because "at least you're not encouraging yourself to be a fucking tranny".
it's not my fault. it's someone elses. a stressed mother, some toxic plastic, some fertilizer in the water. but it's still a permanent blight on my body and brain.
I don't want to be a tranny. I want to be a normal person, not an objectively inferior degenerate that mocks both sexes with its disrupted and retarded sexual, emotional, and intellectual development.
And to make all that worse I'm fucking autistic
Between hiding in a cabin and fucking a dog whenever those horrible thoughts come in and suicide, suicide is looking more attractive every day. I know some other tranny that wasn't masculinized as much as me will say "just accept urself lol" if they read this, but I genuinely do not enjoy everyday life as a woman. I am not a woman. I am a man trapped in a feminized man's body. Being a woman (i've tried to trap it up for a week, I really have, and I actually passed) disgusts me as much as having a vagina would disgust a normal person. And I do not have a womanly personality. It's just the fucking sex and these stupid wide fucking hips that say "hey, your little fetal self didn't get enough testosterone, lol, inferior specimen kill yourself".
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Three-four years back, I was dating this girl. She's like 'yeah I'm really into tumblr' which was really no big deal. Mostly for homestuck/anime shit.
Then, she got into the whole 'sjw' side of tumblr. Starts talking about the patriarchy and white male privilege, most of which I just shrug off. Z few months later, she comes to me and outs herself as trans. "I'm actually a boy in a girl's body". At that point I started distancing myself, and it got worse and worse.
Trans turned into 'genderqueer' because she wanted an excuse to dress like a girl again without getting crucified by her tumblr friends. Genderqueer turned into 'grey-sexual' or whatever the fuck when her friends convinced her our having sex was me oppressing her. Then it turned into me being called a 'shitlord' for doing the things I've always done, that she previously had no problem with(hunting, fishing, making/selling knives). She slowly alienated all of our mutual friends, to the point where they stopped inviting me to social functions because they didn't want her there.
Fast forward a few tedious weeks of us pretty much avoiding each other, her firing snide and hostile comments about literally everything possible. I was planning a party at my place (because fuck you, friends, no way out)and had bought a ton of food and snacks, beer etc, and put a note near all of it, 'do not eat, for party saturday'. Sure enough, I come home, and two 1lb bags of twizzlers are fucking gone. Not a big deal in and of itself, but it's the principle of the thing, you know?
We get into this huge knock-down of a screaming match, where I confront her for alienating all our friends, being snide and hateful because she feels enlightened, and generally being a shitty person all-around since she started using tumblr for hours and hours every day. She retorts with your pretty much textbook tumblr-jargon, 'cis scum' and 'privilege' this, etc etc. I get her and her stuff in the car, and drop her off at her mom's house, tell her 'it's over'. She leaves the car, storms off, and I think 'great, it'll be a nice clean break'. Yeah fucking right.
Two days later of me ignoring calls and texts, her MOTHER shows up at my house, super pissed, spitting venom. 'He said you made him feel like a glutton for yelling about the twizzlers, and he said you blamed him for losing all your friends etc etc'. I just don't say anything and go inside, because arguing wouldn't have solved anything. Another week of ignored calls and texts, and it dies down.
Fast forward to two weeks ago, give or take. I wonder 'hey, how is - doing?' and catch up with them online. 'He' is grey-sexual, genderqueer, otherkin(thinks he's a dog), schizophrenic, bi-polar, has multiple personalities (all of which are aware of each other, most of which are characters from whatever anime he's obsessed with at the time), and a whole fucking list of other shit.
I guess my point is, of course I walked away from halfchan a little warped. I'd been there since probably '05-06. But, holy fuck, tumblr will rape your mind and turn you into someone completely different.
Pic related. Or used to be, who the fuck knows
Three-four years back, I was dating this girl. She's like 'yeah I'm really into tumblr' which was really no big deal. Mostly for homestuck/anime shit.
Then, she got into the whole 'sjw' side of tumblr. Starts talking about the patriarchy and white male privilege, most of which I just shrug off. Z few months later, she comes to me and outs herself as trans. "I'm actually a boy in a girl's body". At that point I started distancing myself, and it got worse and worse.
Trans turned into 'genderqueer' because she wanted an excuse to dress like a girl again without getting crucified by her tumblr friends. Genderqueer turned into 'grey-sexual' or whatever the fuck when her friends convinced her our having sex was me oppressing her. Then it turned into me being called a 'shitlord' for doing the things I've always done, that she previously had no problem with(hunting, fishing, making/selling knives). She slowly alienated all of our mutual friends, to the point where they stopped inviting me to social functions because they didn't want her there.
Fast forward a few tedious weeks of us pretty much avoiding each other, her firing snide and hostile comments about literally everything possible. I was planning a party at my place (because fuck you, friends, no way out)and had bought a ton of food and snacks, beer etc, and put a note near all of it, 'do not eat, for party saturday'. Sure enough, I come home, and two 1lb bags of twizzlers are fucking gone. Not a big deal in and of itself, but it's the principle of the thing, you know?
We get into this huge knock-down of a screaming match, where I confront her for alienating all our friends, being snide and hateful because she feels enlightened, and generally being a shitty person all-around since she started using tumblr for hours and hours every day. She retorts with your pretty much textbook tumblr-jargon, 'cis scum' and 'privilege' this, etc etc. I get her and her stuff in the car, and drop her off at her mom's house, tell her 'it's over'. She leaves the car, storms off, and I think 'great, it'll be a nice clean break'. Yeah fucking right.
Two days later of me ignoring calls and texts, her MOTHER shows up at my house, super pissed, spitting venom. 'He said you made him feel like a glutton for yelling about the twizzlers, and he said you blamed him for losing all your friends etc etc'. I just don't say anything and go inside, because arguing wouldn't have solved anything. Another week of ignored calls and texts, and it dies down.
Fast forward to two weeks ago, give or take. I wonder 'hey, how is - doing?' and catch up with them online. 'He' is grey-sexual, genderqueer, otherkin(thinks he's a dog), schizophrenic, bi-polar, has multiple personalities (all of which are aware of each other, most of which are characters from whatever anime he's obsessed with at the time), and a whole fucking list of other shit.
I guess my point is, of course I walked away from halfchan a little warped. I'd been there since probably '05-06. But, holy fuck, tumblr will rape your mind and turn you into someone completely different.
Pic related. Or used to be, who the fuck knows
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I was literally just about to make this board.
Sitting here, daydreaming, trying to find anything imaginable to avoid doing more thermodynamics homework, and within a fantasy where something interested happened I thought about sharing that on the internet. But I couldn't share it just anywhere; it would be too personal to share with friends and family members, and I don't have the time or energy to create a formal blog to keep updated. So anonymously, on 8chan, would be good. But where could it be posted? Anywhere you go, everyone's just going to tell you "not your personal blog", and… well, they'd be right. It isn't. There just isn't a space for something like this. So I decided to investigate making one, went looking, and found this.
I like it. I like the idea. This place needs some traffic, though.
In other news, fucking hell thermodynamics is wrecking me. The math isn't hard, it's simple, even, it's just very, very difficult to intuit. A liquid going through a nozzle from large end to small end experiences a DECREASE in density and temperature? Steam going through a turbine travels from superheated vapor, cooling into a saturated liquid, then evaporating into saturated vapor? What the fuck? The numbers all add up, energy and mass is being conserved, the equations check out… but the results are qualitatively queer as hell. And it doesn't help that I have no real world grounding for any of this stuff. The only nozzles I have any real experience with are faucets, and even there I only have experience with one side of that situation, not both.
We need to get more people in this board. And I need more excuses to not work on thermodynamics homework. Anyone who's reading, lets think of some ways to boost traffic here. Has a post been made on /boards/ relating to this? Should we go scrubbing through boards looking for posts that belong, then redirecting them here so more people are aware of it? I'm game for both.
I was literally just about to make this board.
Sitting here, daydreaming, trying to find anything imaginable to avoid doing more thermodynamics homework, and within a fantasy where something interested happened I thought about sharing that on the internet. But I couldn't share it just anywhere; it would be too personal to share with friends and family members, and I don't have the time or energy to create a formal blog to keep updated. So anonymously, on 8chan, would be good. But where could it be posted? Anywhere you go, everyone's just going to tell you "not your personal blog", and… well, they'd be right. It isn't. There just isn't a space for something like this. So I decided to investigate making one, went looking, and found this.
I like it. I like the idea. This place needs some traffic, though.
In other news, fucking hell thermodynamics is wrecking me. The math isn't hard, it's simple, even, it's just very, very difficult to intuit. A liquid going through a nozzle from large end to small end experiences a DECREASE in density and temperature? Steam going through a turbine travels from superheated vapor, cooling into a saturated liquid, then evaporating into saturated vapor? What the fuck? The numbers all add up, energy and mass is being conserved, the equations check out… but the results are qualitatively queer as hell. And it doesn't help that I have no real world grounding for any of this stuff. The only nozzles I have any real experience with are faucets, and even there I only have experience with one side of that situation, not both.
We need to get more people in this board. And I need more excuses to not work on thermodynamics homework. Anyone who's reading, lets think of some ways to boost traffic here. Has a post been made on /boards/ relating to this? Should we go scrubbing through boards looking for posts that belong, then redirecting them here so more people are aware of it? I'm game for both.
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Hi /blog/
I'm gonna use this thread to post the music I like or am listening to, and maybe other stuff too.
Hi /blog/
I'm gonna use this thread to post the music I like or am listening to, and maybe other stuff too.
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It's 3.30 am
29 degrees Celsius and humidity of 85%
I am dying and laying in a pool of my own sweat.
It's 3.30 am
29 degrees Celsius and humidity of 85%
I am dying and laying in a pool of my own sweat.
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I'm tired
I'm tired
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Ah, shucks. I guess you'll have to use MS Paint.
A picture is worth 1000 words
Oekaki the worst day of your life…Ah, shucks. I guess you'll have to use MS Paint.